She immediately contorted her face in disgust, “You were right. You didn’t put anything in it. No sweetener or cream, ew!”Rom jumped up and went... into the kitchen right off the living room. He came back with a canister of sugar and a half full gallon of milk.“Well, actually I prefer Splenda with two splashes of soy milk,” she requested.“This is all I have, princess. Take it or leave it,” Rom said with a tight smile.“I guess it will do.”Dyanne watched as he dumped a teaspoon of sugar into her mug. I tell him how I got a phone call telling me that he was dead and how I mourned for him. He explained to me that his real job was never really a computer programmer, but that he was in the military and what he was into was top secret. When the enemy got to his child and the child died he knew that they were on to him and had to get away to protect the rest of his loved ones including me. So he set it up to look like he died and had to make it look real. He could not tell anyone that he was. They accelerated towards him and he braced himself to repair his psychic shield, the barrier rotating rapidly to spread out the impacts. At the last moment, all twenty darts plunged downwards, punching through the ferrocrete platform in a shower of stone chips.The ledge John was standing on broke away, tipping him backwards yet again. He knew what was coming this time, the fall heralding yet another shift in reality, and he wasn’t to be disappointed. As the crumbling platform collapsed, he was. I knew the guys were getting turned on too, and knew that I was shortly going to get fucked hard by a bunch of them. I mewled in pain still, my ass hurting, but it was not the kind of pain it was before and it was rapidly giving way to a different kind of heat.Then Al's hand, the one slapping me, slipped between my parted thighs and rubbed across my cunt mound. He pulled his hand out and then slapped my ass again, then slid his hand back between my legs again, giving my pussy a little.